Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

“Chuya~ Hehehe~ Rub rub~ Chuya~ Hehe~ Rub rub rub~ Chuya~…”

In a mansion owned by Chuuya Nakahara, there were constant sounds that would make even an adult blush and have their heartbeats racing.

Fukuzawa Sakura buried her face in Nakahara Chuuya's chest with a satisfied look on her face, rubbing it with her face, and making strange noises. [Auditor, this is uh...talking in your sleep, so the noises and movements are made.]

[Six years have passed, and Chuuya has gotten in better shape. Hehehehe~ (swallowing saliva) (rubbing wildly)] [Auditor, this is the protagonist drooling at the sight of something delicious, he's hungry.]

Nakahara Chuuya's ears turned red after being rubbed by Fukuzawa Sakura, and his face looked like a ripe red apple, which made Fukuzawa Sakura bite Nakahara Chuuya's face in between rubbing. [Auditor, this is a red apple in the novel with this name, and the protagonist is biting the apple.]

Nakahara Chuuya: Steam coming out of my face (shy)

As if she felt that just rubbing her face was not enough, Fukuzawa Sakura carefully watched Nakahara Chuuya's expression while slowly extending her claws towards the devil's land.

[Oh~ Oh hoo! I touched it! It feels good! Chuuya doesn’t seem to mind either——] [Auditor, this is the protagonist touching the mahjong.]

Fukuzawa Sakura carefully raised her head and took a peek, and saw that Nakahara Chuuya's expression was still the same as before, like a decent man who was being teased. His body was stiff and his face was flushed, but he still let Fukuzawa Sakura do whatever she wanted.

[Very good! Hehehehe...]

If you don't mind, you can go a step further hehehe...

Fuzawa Sakura gradually increased the strength of her hands, and finally at a certain moment, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but make a sound. [Auditor, here are two people arm wrestling, and the fight is getting intense, so making a sound and using force! It's a normal plot!]

Fukuzawa Sakura: !!!

what happened???

The sound just now...

“Chuuya, you just…”

"not me!"

Nakahara Chuuya closed his eyes and said firmly.

"But there are only two of us here..."

"And the baby and Tiantian!"

Because of Fuzawa Sakura's sudden "death", Baobao and Tiantian, who were taken to Nakahara Chuuya's home to be taken care of, are now ten years old. The two dogs, who are already considered elderly, were lying beside Fuzawa Sakura and Nakahara Chuuya's beds. They were wagging their tails happily because of their owner's return, but suddenly heard their own names:

"Woof?"

Well, looking at the baby and the sweet and pure eyes, Nakahara Chuuya felt a little guilty.

[I am such a terrible adult.]

"Well, it was me who made the noise."

Nakahara Chuuya's face turned red and his eyes were full of shyness as he looked at Fukuzawa Sakura.

Looking at Fukuzawa Sakura's playful eyes, Nakahara Chuuya closed his eyes and decided to give it a try.

"and you..."

Nakahara Chuuya unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt.

"Would you like it better this way?"

Fukuzawa Sakura was already dazzled by the beautiful scenery before her: dazed - drooling - reacted - and pounced like a mad dog!

...

Ahem. Lights out.

...

Ever since Fukuzawa Sakura woke up, the two were forced to separate for six years. The young couple, who were so happy after a short separation, lived a shameless "married" life at Nakahara Chuuya's house every day.

These ordinary gropes are just a small seasoning for a sweet life. What occupies more time in married life should be the music game competitions initiated by Fukuzawa Sakura and a small part by Nakahara Chuuya. Sometimes, when the music game competition is so intense, the two will send out fight invitations one after another, and fight fiercely in every corner of Nakahara's mansion until one side admits defeat. The fight will enter the halftime break, but after a short break, they will enter the music game and fighting game again. [Six years have passed, they are all adults and are a normal couple! ! ! ]

During this period of time, Zhongyuan Zhongye felt unprecedented happiness, and he also deeply understood why the king "no longer attended the court early in the morning" because of the "warmth of the hibiscus tent".

"Beep beep-"

"Chuuya~ Don't bother with him~ Lock him up~ Chuuya, just listen to my voice~"

"Dududu-"

"Chuuya~ look at me~ I'm not prettier than a phone~"

"Knock knock knock, Central Plains cadres, urgent!"

"Chuuya~ It's so noisy outside, let's go to the room and play games~ What games~ Of course, happy games~"

"Central Plains cadre!"

"Chongya~"

...

Fukuzawa Sakura seemed to be competing with the port mafia. No matter whether it was a text message call or a direct knock on the door, Fukuzawa Sakura used various methods (mainly seduction, actually) to guard against it, and was determined not to let Nakahara Chuuya's attention divert even a step away from her, and even used the confusing power obtained from the Riddler.

Nakahara Chuuya: Oh wow~ so kawaii!